Thousands of kilograms of gold were piled directly in Xiong Jing's bedroom, one kilogram, one kilogram, one 16 grids, square, very similar to the chocolates of later generations, but the color was golden. In addition to gold, there was also the king's destiny that ate 300 households.

The inner surname is chosen by relatives, and the outer surname is chosen by old people. The Chu country's industry is not caused by the wind, and it has always been stingy to foreign ministers. Other countries reward many towns, and she rewards many households, but different to her own people. Xiong Jing was granted a fief shortly after he was born. My lord in Meili (Wuxi) in Jiangdong, and thousands of households are there.

Xiong Jing cares a lot about the foodie. He was staring at the gold in a daze. This is real gold, the unique gold of Chu, not the brass in the legends of later generations. How much can these gold be worth? This is the first question he thought; how much does it cost to build a sailboat in this era? This is the second question he thought of; his third question is: If he cannot build a ship bell, wouldn’t he have to wait for the latitude to sail?

Some things in my previous life can only be imagined. Maybe this life can be realized - as long as I can build a small ocean fleet, not to mention traveling around the world, Is the Mediterranean always going to go. Did the Romans rise? Did Alexander die? Who is the ruler of India, Persia, and Egypt now? Cleopatra is so sexy and seductive, can I ride? Then there is America. The Yin people really passed by the Bering Strait? Mayans and Indians, who are ruling the American continent? Can they get corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes, and rubber back? Or can they immigrate to that continent and leave a place where white skins in later generations are without a cone?

A man is as slutty as he has money and holds a thousand pounds of gold. Xiong Jing, who has finally gained his life once, has countless problems in his mind, and then he thinks about how to solve these problems...

Jinyu Dingdang, Concubine Zhao walked in.

"Jing'er seems unwilling to be the eldest son?" Concubine Zhao looked at her son. Zhi'er's mother, what did she feel?

Looking at his mother, Xiong Jing had to withdraw his fantasy and said, "Return to the mother: The child doesn't know how to be a eldest son."

"Is it impossible or unwilling?" Zhao Fei asked, staring at her eyes tightly.

"..." The elegant and luxurious Concubine Zhao was beautiful, but her body was a little weak, but her weakness could not conceal the royal character. Her eyes were bright, and there was a kind of pressure in the brightness. Xiong Jing had to meet her gaze and said bluntly: "Reply to the mother: the child cannot and does not want to."

"Why?" The son told the truth, and Concubine Zhao's eyes softened, full of doubts.

"The child does not know how to govern the country or fight. The world is in troubled times, so he cannot be a eldest son." Xiong Jing glanced at the map of Chu State hanging on the wall. The darkness on the west side was Qin State - this is really an impossible task. "The child likes to study skills and make various instruments, so he is unwilling to be a eldest son."

"It is a craftsman's business to develop skills and utensils. My son is a prince and was born to be the king." After a sigh of relief, Zhao Concubine began to comfort her carefully. "Although Chu State is large, its national strength is weak after moving eastward, your father's life will be willing to regain the ancient Ying and ancestral land occupied by Qin State. If you do not revive the Great Chu, the Chu State will be in danger..."

"Isn't it still a fierce person..." Xiong Jing muttered, he didn't want to get involved in the fight that had nothing to do with him.

"Jing'er!" Concubine Zhao's eyes brightened again, "You are the legitimate son of the king. You should be the one who revives the Great Chu. How can you avoid it on excuses? If everyone does this, how can the country become a country? If you don't know how to govern, you can teach it; if you don't know how to fight, you can learn it. If the king and princes complete the country, die when they fight, and the soldiers win over the people, how can they all be?"

Something on Concubine Zhao made Xiong Jing feel oppressed and difficult to face; her words made him unable to say that he did not belong to this world. Xiong Jing was silent. Concubine Zhao felt that she was heavy and she was touching her son's head, but she didn't say anything.

The Qiuhua Palace was quiet, and the Chunshen City was rare. The news that the King of Chu admired Prince Jing and ordered him to study quickly spread. It was said that Li Yuan and others were lost. It was not surprising that the prince would study, but it was rare to study at such a young age. Does the King of Chu regard Prince Jing as the crown prince in his heart?

"Prince Jing has made a powerful crossbow. Is the king going to make him the eldest son?" Zhu Guan, the most trusted guest in the inner room, whispered. Although he was not present in the morning, he could guess the shock that the crossbow shot three hundred steps away to the King of Chu.

"It's just a powerful crossbow. The eldest son is the king in the future. If he governs the country, he will not build crossbows. Prince Jing is just a despicable craftsman. How can he be the eldest son?" Li Yuan was so angry that he was very unwilling to be the result today.

"A three hundred-step powerful crossbow can kill the general and break the formation, not comparable to the sword, halberd, spear, and slash. When the prince was born, he was born with a strange phenomenon. Wang Jing built a car that had never been seen before and made a crossbow that had never been seen before. The king already wanted him." Zhu Guan guessed the King of Chu's psychology and made a reasonable statement. "Since the moving eastward, the king's intentions have been depressed. I heard that the king always climbed high and did not dare to look west, so his heart could tell."

"It's reasonable." Huang Xie put down Jiu Jue and said lightly. "What should I do today?"

"I have two strategies." Zhu Guan was confident. "The king believed in heaven, earth, ghosts and gods, and only used heaven, earth, ghosts and gods to destroy them. He could send people to pretend to be ghosts and gods, create auspiciousness, and create momentum for the fierce prince. If the king believed, he would think that the fierce prince was the holy king."

"There are many things about ghosts and gods, what should I do if I don't believe it?" Huang Xie shook his head subconsciously. He felt that this might not be concealed from the King of Chu.

"Taibu Guanji asked him to bribe him." Zhu Guan said again.

"Taibu..." Looking back on the words and deeds of the people in the court today, Sikong Tang Miao had obviously favored Prince Jing, but Taibu was neutral. At least he did not stand with Zhaoshu and others before the court. "If Taibu is willing to help, he will spare no expense." Huang Xie said decisively.

"Such a big thing can be accomplished." Zhu Guan tugged his hands, and Li Yuan also smiled, his smile a little stiff.

"You said there are two strategies, what else?" Huang Xie asked again.

Zhu Guan smiled but said nothing. Seeing Huang Xie was puzzled, he said, "Prince Jing was studying at Lantai Palace. Will the lord be his tutor?"

"The king did not make Prince Jing the eldest son, so I will not be his master." Huang Xie said.

"Who is the lord of the lord, who is the lord? Who is the lord?" Zhu Guan asked. "Prince Jing is smart, but is there really a person who is born to know? After school is long, the king will definitely find his shortcomings. The lord and Lanling Ling Xun Qing have old age, so why didn't he ask him to be the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord..."

Zhu Guan was the best among the counselors. Although it was not appropriate to ask Lanling to make Xun Qing the prince Jing Shi Gu, the overall strategy was still right. The reason why the King of Chu looked at Xiong Jing differently was because he could act as a powerful crossbow at a young age and had the shadow of the Saint King. Although Concubine Li was favored, compared with the recovery of the old Ying and the revitalization of Chu, ten Concubine Li could also let go.

Huang Xie, who was correcting the pulse of King Chu, began to pinch his beard and think about it again. Unfortunately, the white beards that he usually pinched were cut off in the martial arts field in the morning, so he had to change the few beards next to him. The white beards were long and thoughts were far away. After all, he said, "Good, use your strategy."

"Prince Jing's mother is the princess of Zhao. When she is fighting for the throne, she will send someone back to her motherland to seek help. The lord has to be careful." Li Yuan was also half the chief officer, and Zhu Guanzhi's plan was also satisfied, but he was still worried about an accident.

"I have my own decision." Huang Xie smiled and instantly recovered the confidence that everything was in control.

*

The spring is slow, the flowers and trees are lush. The warehouse is full of silhouettes, and the sugar is picked.

The colorful car was walking in the southern suburbs of Shouying. The ruts crossed the tender green grass in the middle of the road, leaving a shallow rut mark. This was Xiong Jing's first time leaving the city. He felt everything outside the city was fresh. Unfortunately, this trip was just Lantai Palace in the suburbs of the city, and the journey was not far.

"During Yao and Shun, the universe was vast and the land of the eastern country was full of yellow water. Gun and Yu built high platforms, opened ditches, guided Han River, and built three platforms near Ying. Emperor Shun visited the tent in the south, played the zither of five strings, sang poems of the south wind, and planted orchids personally. This platform was called Lantai. The palace was built before King Wen, King Zhuang was Guangzhi, and King Zhao gradually won. Therefore, the countries said: "Qi had Jixia, Chu had Lantai', and Chu had Lantai', and Chu was singing the songs of Chu, all of which came from this..."

On the wide four-wheeled carriage, the old servant Ge Li counted the past of Lantai, but unfortunately Xiong Jing had no interest in his popular science.

"How much does a stone of corn in Yingdu City cost?" A very strange question, Xiong Jing asked seriously.

"Return to the prince's foot: One stone of corn is one hundred coins in Yingdu City, and it is different in each season." Ge was a servant specially selected by Concubine Zhao for Xiong Jing. Zhao was over 50 years old, with a skinny and bright eyes.

"How much is that one tael of gold worth? How much is it worth?" Just when Ge thought Prince Jing was going to care about the sufferings of the people, Xiong Jing changed his subject and asked about the price of gold and silver - he always wanted to know how much the thousand kilogram of gold worth.

"One tael of gold is worth six hundred coins, and four taels of silver is worth four taels of silver..."

"Small liang?" Xiong Jing was surprised by the price comparison of gold and silver before he could calculate how much his gold was worth.

"Yes." Ge saw that the prince was like a merchant, and he was even more confused. Fortunately, he knew everything.

"One pound of sixteen taels, one ounce of six hundred coins, one thousand pounds..." His head turned aside, and Xiong Jing began to calculate how much money he had: "...ah, it's a total of nine hundred thousand coins." After he got this number, he continued to calculate: "A hundred coins per stone of corn, you can buy 96,000 stones of corn, and Chu stones each stone is 30 square meters, and 96,000 stones is...that's...one thousand four hundred and forty tons."

Finally figured it out, he had 1,440 tons of corn money.

"I would like to advise the prince: Shouying's corn is more expensive than jade, and a stone of millet is more than two or thirty coins from merchants..."

"It's so expensive?" Xiong Jing was surprised and felt that it was not outrageous. After all, a stone of millet is not equal to a stone of rice. "How valuable is that boat? How valuable is it?"

"I don't know, please give me some punishment." When I jumped from the grain to the boat, Ge was stunned when asked.

"No need to punish, just send someone to ask." Xiong Jing smiled. "Remember to find out what kind of wood is used to build boats, and each one is valuable. It is best to bring it back to me to see. I also need to know how much the craftsman of the boats are? How much does it cost to buy a countryside? Finally, there are copper, iron, hemp, and paint prices... This prince wants to build a large boat."

Xiong Jing was speaking in plain language, but fortunately he spoke slowly. In the end, he heard that he wanted to make a living, and Ge immediately understood. "Affect the order..."

"By the way, there is also a good horse. I want to buy a good horse." Xiong Jing added that he didn't want to ride a car, but wanted to ride a horse.

"The land of Chu is not as good as the land of Zhao, and a good horse costs 5,000 yuan." Ge finally answered, "The price of copper in Chu is cheap, and a pound is only thirty coins per pound. The price of iron is similar to each country, and a pound is more than ten yuan per pound; the hemp is mostly cloth, and the thickness is different, ranging from ten to thirty coins per pound..."

As if he was pouring beans on the bamboo tube, Ge told everything he knew. Xiong Jing didn't remember it. He just had a rough impression. If he really wanted to build a shipyard, he would definitely not be the one who took care of himself, and just provide technical guidance.

Ge Xi, a servant in the carriage, explained Xiong Jing's suspicion. Outside Lantai Palace, Sanlu doctor Qu Sui and his official Zaojian were waiting for the carriage under the stage. The public students who were studying here also stood on one side. Only the famous scholars in the palace were wandering around and disappeared - after all, they were not the King of Chu or the Prince.

"How?" The Palace of Lantai, above the high platform, looked at the slowly coming of the car, and someone asked.

"Wow! The villain's atmosphere." The sorcerer who looked at the air was rarely surprised. He looked at him again without believing it, and finally shook his head with certainty: "This air is mixed and turbid, thin and narrow, without any noble or king, just like a merchant in the city."

"It's like a merchant in the city..." The person who asked the question still didn't believe it, but the sorcerer was a famous scholar in Qi State, so he could only record it secretly.

"My destiny is to meet Prince Jing." Under the high platform, the convoy arrived outside the Lantai Palace gate. The Sanlu doctor in charge of this place Qu Sui took the people forward a few steps and bowed to the car, while the others followed him like this.

"Doctor Qu asks to get up." Xiong Jing has long known how to deal with foreign ministers. The three tribes of Qu Jingzhao are prominent clans of Chu, and the famous Qu Yuan also served as the Sanlu doctor. He did not dare to be negligent, and after getting off the car, he did not accept the courtesy of aggrieved opposition to him. "The unspoken people studied here under the order of the king, and they advanced. The unspoken people and the princes were advanced seniors. The unspoken people did not dare to accept the courtesy."

The old child was still not yet erect, and he spoke clearly and politely. Not to mention the princes, even Qu Sui, who was nearly 70 years old and knowledgeable, was stunned after hearing this. He did not come to his senses until the clerk around him coughed and told him.

"Please ask." After all, it was the king's son, Qu Sui still used respectful words.

"Please, doctor." Xiong Jing walked unwillingly before Qu Sui. He was still a prince before school started. After school started, he became a student completely and had to take the etiquette of his disciples to his master, tutor, Bao and others.

"Is he really a saint from heaven?" Seeing Dr. Qu leading Xiong Jing into the palace, the young master Jing Fei, who was standing aside, muttered.

"It is indeed extraordinary, just like a young master." Zhao Duan, who was very proud of himself, squeezed out this sentence from his mouth, and the words "savvy" were like gold.

"What's so extraordinary?" The young master laughed. In his age of dancing, his acne was extremely lush, but this did not affect the conviction of the group of young masters in the slightest. "It's just that the palace maids and temples taught them a lot."

"What Mr. Shen said is reasonable. What the prince holds is nothing more than the Mohist skills..."

"It's wrong. Mo is divided into three parts. All those who work in Qin are in Qin. Where did Prince Jing get the skills of the Mo family?" The awl-like voice makes people feel extremely uncomfortable, which is crouching.
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